Yesterday was me & Ty's one year anniversary! He's always a stud about holidays and special occasions, so of course he had a day planned. We both did our churchy duties in the morn and he led me to believe that we were also leading worship for our college group that night. So pretty much the whole day was shot. I was ok with it. I know the Sunday drill and we love what we do so it wasn't that big of a deal.Well, when we got home after morning services, I went to go take my Sunday afternoon routine nap. I woke up at 3, like always, and got ready to leave by 3:30. Hopped in the truck and we began to drive, but we took a wrong turn. I didnt notice because I was reading a magazine but when it was obvious we were heading in the completely opposite direction of the church I looked up to see Ty's smiling face. He made me put on a blindfold. He drove me to Pat&Oscars to pick up the order of food and drove me to our Dancing Hill [the hill we ended our first date on and the hill he proposed on]. It was splendid. We ended the night with a spontaneous movie trip.
But all day I kept thinking, I have been married for one whole year. This is so weird. A good weird. . It felt like an initiation into life as a married couple. Like Yes! We made it. We're legit now. We've mastered the shower schedule, the wake up calls, the chores list, the grocery list, toilet seat up or down, roll or squeeze the toothpaste, etc. That stuff was easy. But what I feel has glued us together this year are the hardships we've gone through these last 365 days.
In one of our pre-marriage counseling sessions, our pastor warned us that, for us specifically, our first year was going to make us or break us. After we heard that encouraging news, we decided that breaking us was not an option. From then on, every time we got to that breaking point we asked ourselves the golden question: Are we choosing to make it through this one or are we choosing to let it break us apart?
You see, in marriage things are decision based. We choose to do something or not do something. I know this is true with me and Ty, especially this year. There were times where we had to make a decision to love or not love. To stay angry or let it go. To hold a grudge or have grace. It's all fine and fancy when your engaged, because you're still trying to marry each other...but once that ceremony ends, two new people enter the arena.
But despite all that, I love my Tyson now more than I did 356 days ago. I am learning him inside and out. I know his strengths and weaknesses. I know his loves and his hates. I know how he thinks, how he works, and how he loves. I know that he married a pridefully independent woman that could potentially ruin him, yet he loves her the same.
The lovey dovey stuff is amazing, don't get me wrong! But when I know and can see that he is choosing to love me, despite his natural desire, it melts my heart and compels me to give thanks to our God because of the man He has given to me.
Love is amazing.
Happy Anniversary baby! I love love love you.
~Jules
